Grief

What a wasteful, disappointment I must be when you embrace your presence in my space.

How else does one cope with the death of a loved one?

It is said, “You shouldn’t love anything to such an extent you cannot let it die.”

And I listened.

I let you die

I selflessly gave you your peace.

But yet here I am

Walking in this dimension alone.

Knowing death is not the permanent end

And here my life has stopped without you.

Will the ache of your absence ever cease?

Will I ever posses the strength to fill this void?

A failed lesson of this lifetime.

Perhaps I will in the next.